Carry a sign-in system with you

Chapter 263 Please forgive me

Nie Lang covered his head, took a deep breath, cupped his fists and respectfully said, "Senior Mingjian, I'm just waiting to scare this kid, and I don't intend to actually do anything."

"Hmph. If you really dare to do it, do you think you can survive?" A voice surrounded the hall.

Song Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly, he picked out his ears, he couldn't believe his ears for a moment.

"Zhiyuan. Don't be afraid."

Song Zhiyuan finally confirmed who the owner of the voice was, and almost called out his name. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm here, I'm here."

A jade talisman appeared out of thin air, hanging in front of Song Zhiyuan's eyes.

Song Zhiyuan was so frightened that he almost cried out. He took a closer look and saw the word "Mo" engraved on the jade talisman, so he reached out to grab it.

"If someone wants to attack you, you don't have to resist, just let them attack. It depends on whether my jade talisman is stronger or their sword is stronger."

Song Zhiyuan held the jade talisman in his hand, but his heart was still pounding. When he looked up, he was even more frightened when he saw the high-ranking heads of the city lords.

Nie Lang cupped his hands and bowed deeply, "Senior, don't worry, the juniors will never attack Song Xiaoyou."

The people behind Nie Lang all bowed and saluted, not daring to say a word.

After waiting for another 10 minutes, they dared to stand up after confirming that the senior had left.Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he looked at each other with lingering fear.

After Nie Lang got up, he walked quickly to Song Zhiyuan, and reached out to grab Song Zhiyuan's arm.

Song Zhiyuan retreated subconsciously.

Seeing this, Nie Lang stopped moving forward, and there was no longer the cold arrogance on his face, only approachable.

"Song Xiaoyou was just a misunderstanding just now. The few of us just wanted to joke with you. Who would have thought that you would have misunderstood me." Nie Lang smiled wryly.

Song Zhiyuan really wanted to say that this joke was not funny, but he dared not say it after all.

"Come, come, Song Xiaoyou, please take a seat." Nie Lang was so enthusiastic that he insisted on letting Song Zhiyuan sit next to them.

Song Zhiyuan didn't dare to sit down, his eyes wandered to Tan Zhengshu who was standing in the middle of the hall with a look of doubting his life.

Nie Lang followed Song Zhiyuan's gaze, fell on Tan Zhengshu's face, and sneered.

"Come here, suppress this fanatic who intends to burn the city with cholera!"

With a big wave of Nie Lang's hand, several people rushed up and pressed Tan Zhengshu down.

Tan Zhengshu's eyes were about to burst, he struggled and roared, "I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

Why, why did they all come from the same background, in a flash, Song Zhiyuan became the descendant of Grandmaster Fanxing!

Why!

Thinking about it in his own shoes, Song Zhiyuan felt a little pity for Tan Zhengshu, and even felt empathy.

Seeing Song Zhiyuan's small emotions, Nie Lang comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, if we find out that this classmate is just thinking about it for a while, we won't do anything to him. After all, we are a regular army, not bandits."

Song Zhiyuan came back to his senses and said, "Thank you."

"Hmm. Song, can I have a look at the jade talisman?" Nie Lang asked cautiously.

Hearing Nie Lang's words, Song Zhiyuan subconsciously squeezed the jade talisman tightly.

Thinking of what Mo Ruzhi said to him, Song Zhiyuan straightened his back, and said in a deep voice, "I can show you, but you can only see, not touch."

Nie Lang smiled wryly: "Don't worry, we don't dare to touch it."

Song Zhiyuan showed the jade talisman.

Nie Lang looked down and saw the word "Mo" engraved on the jade talisman.

"Mo..." Nie Lang muttered to himself.

Grandmaster Fanxing surnamed Mo, but I have never heard of Grandmaster Fanxing surnamed Mo.

The city lord, who hardly existed in front of Nie Lang, seemed to think of something and pulled off his beard.

Regardless of the pain, the city lord of Zhijiao City said: "Could it be the one with the sword across the sky."

A sword in the air!

"Sword God!"

"That's right, that's right, I just said that the voice is a bit familiar, it's the voice of the Sword God!"

"But, doesn't it mean that the sword god is not yet full of stars?"

"Hey, your news is long out of date. It is said that the person who pulled out from the ladder said that Mo Jianshen took the head of a sword! He cut off the head of the starry beast with just one sword! There is no chance of fighting back."

"You are just out of date. Before the ladder, Mo Jianshen killed the human-devil priest. The human-devil priest is also a great master. It is said that at the time when He Chong, the great master, was celebrating his birthday, the human-devil ran to make trouble without knowing the depth. Minister Qi Luo led people Stop it, but I didn't expect a fish to slip through the net."

"That's right. It is said that the human-devil priest satirized Grandmaster He. Seeing that he insulted his ancestor, Mo Jianshen shot angrily. In the end, the human-devil priest fell."

"My God! How old is Mo Jianshen! He is not as old as my grandson."

"Shut up, dare to be rude, Mo Jianshen, you will die!"

Listening to the discussion in his ear, Song Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.

He was tempted to say that what they said was not true.But the more it sounds, the more it sounds like Ruzhi has become the Great Master Fanxing...

After hearing the discussion, Nie Lang was sure that this Grandmaster Mo was the Sword God Mo, with a wry smile on his face.

In addition to his extremely terrifying talent and even more terrifying swordsmanship, Mo Jianshen is most famous for his protection of weaknesses, very protective of weaknesses!

Most of the people that Mo Jianshen came to kill this way were because they threatened the people around him.

According to this posture, this Song Zhiyuan has a very close relationship with Mo Jianshen.Otherwise, Mo Jianshen wouldn't come forward in person.

If one of them can't be handled well, let this Mo Jianshen do it himself...

Nie Lang took a deep breath, moved his lips, and the hall fell silent. One by one, he took out things from his interspatial bag.

Nie Lang had an extra spiritual fruit that looked like a crystal tomato, "Song Xiaoyou, this crystal persimmon can slightly improve the qualifications of a warrior. We apologize for what happened today. Please accept this crystal persimmon."

Song Zhiyuan repeatedly refused, "I can't do it."

Nie Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Little friend Song, please accept it. If you don't accept it, then you are still angry with us."

Nie Lang didn't hide the fear in his eyes, Song Zhiyuan hesitated and said, "Ru...he's not as scary as you think."

For you relatives and friends, Mo Jianshen is naturally not scary.But we are not.

Not only Nie Lang, but everyone else was also full of bitterness.

They just wanted to scare the young man, who would have thought that they would be the ones who were frightened in the end.

Although they were afraid, one or two people felt lucky.Maybe others were really joking with Song Zhiyuan, they really wanted to win this opportunity.

It can only be said that luckily he didn't do anything, as long as he did it, as long as Grandmaster Fanxing wanted to investigate, he could find them.

It's completely turned around from the gate of hell, and I'm covered in white sweat.

A voice came from Song Zhiyuan's ear, "It's not a good thing, take it."

Song Zhiyuan was full of confidence immediately, "Thank you, Commander Nie."

Seeing that he had switched back and forth so clearly, Nie Lang immediately knew that Mo Jianshen had contacted Song Zhiyuan just now.

After Song Zhiyuan accepted Nie Lang's crystal persimmon, several other gifts appeared in front of him.With Mo Ruzhi's words, Song Zhiyuan accepted them calmly.

Song Zhiyuan has reaped a lot from this wave of gifts, and the other regiment leaders and city masters no longer have to worry about it, which can be called a win-win situation.

Song Zhiyuan didn't stay long, Nie Lang sent him out personally.

That enthusiastic smile and friendly tone made those who knew Nie Lang stunned.

After discovering that the person who was treated like this by Nie Lang was actually Song Zhiyuan who was escorted in by Nie Lang himself, everyone was full of question marks.

Nie Lang personally sent Song Zhiyuan out of the city lord's mansion, cupped his hands and said, "Little friend Song, if you have anything to do in the future, come here to find us directly, don't be polite."

Song Zhiyuan sneered, said goodbye to Nie Lang, and ran away.

He ran out of most of the city in one breath, and Mo Ruzhi's voice came to his ears again.

"Okay, don't run away, no one is following you."

Song Zhiyuan stopped, subconsciously looked left and right, wanting to see where Mo Ruzhi was.

"Okay, don't be so stupid. I'll wait for you at the Rune Armory."

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Before Song Zhiyuan could reply, Mo Ruzhi unilaterally cut off the unilateral connection.

When Song Zhiyuan arrived at the rune arsenal, Mo Ruzhi was sitting at a table, drawing something.

He leaned over to take a look, "This is a rune?"

Mo Ruzhi nodded, "Yes."

Song Zhiyuan took out the jade talisman, "The jade talisman you gave me is carved with these runes?"

Mo Ruzhi shook his head slightly, "It's still a little different."

"Oh? What's the difference?" Song Zhiyuan asked curiously.

A smile flashed in Mo Ruzhi's eyes, "The runes on the jade talisman are too profound, and these runes are much more simple."

It was only when Mo Ruzhi took out the jade talisman that he remembered that the talisman seal on the jade talisman was also a kind of rune, but it was much more complicated than the rune.

After realizing this, Mo Ruzhi couldn't laugh or cry.

It's so difficult to come by easily, but the simple ones are entangled.

However, after careful observation, Mo Ruzhi found that the runes on the jade charms he made were very different from the ones he was learning now.

The difference is like traditional and simplified characters.Sometimes preconceptions can have a bad effect on the latter.This needs to be overcome by yourself.

Mo Ruzhi finished drawing the last rune, put away his pen and got up, "Let's go, find a place to sit."

Song Zhiyuan had just entered, but he wanted to follow Mo Ruzhi out again.

After Song Zhiyuan chatted with Mo Ruzhi, he suddenly thought of something and stopped suddenly, "Oh, if someone sees me walking with you, will your identity be exposed?"

Song Zhiyuan thought that Mo Ruzhi didn't want to be discovered from the fact that Mo Ruzhi didn't want to show up and only transmitted sound.

Mo Ruzhi waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

He originally just wanted to experience the feeling of being an intern in Wujun, but now that he has finished feeling it, he naturally doesn't need to continue to maintain it.

Whether he will be exposed or not, he doesn't care.

Song Zhiyuan was relieved, and then his face wrinkled like a bun, "What do you think I should do? I tried all kinds of methods and couldn't get it out. It won't stay in my body for a lifetime, right?"

Mo Ruzhi didn't care much and said: "Then go and open up that opportunity."

Song Zhiyuan shook his head and said to the rattle: "Forget it, if there is another big wave that floods Zhijiao City, it will be my fault."

Mo Ruzhi raised his eyebrows, "You seem to have forgotten me."

Song Zhiyuan raised his head, met Mo Ruzhi's eyes, and woke up suddenly.